On The News Last Night, Some Guy Drowned
one lightning, insane moment
the first mate flotsamed.
the furious arms
kicking and flapping and not all too well working.
a buoying head.
wild, blossoming splashes in the moonlight and the waves.
o, nerve-ending empty chest,
the glubglub of a plunger
in silent lungs and nostrils
sealed like a hole cemented.
directly afterwards, I was informed, the carlot down the street will pay what I owe. and they offer 0% for 60 months.